Dove is happy and sober. Roman is in love. My parents get along.
Was I the problem this whole time?
"You," I said to Dove, my earlier anger and confidence drained as I stared into my older sister's eyes. "How could you do this to me?"
I hated the way my voice cracked at the end.
"Sabel, I..." she trailed off as a sob tore from her.
Roman was quick to turn around and wrap his arms around her. I watched him comfort her. And Dove accepted that comfort like it was the most natural thing in the world.
No one moved. No one told them to stop. No one did a damn thing. And why would they?
At this point, it was normal for the man I thought I was going to marry to be holding my sister. It was normal for them to be wrapped up in each other. It was normal for them to flaunt their betrayal in f
